Snotty Noses and Chocolate Chip Cookies

February 10, 2021 Taylor MayLeave a comment

I know how I got sick. I’m up at 3 am, sitting upright trying to drain my snotty nose, frustrated that it winds up in my already snotty throat. I wracked my brain trying (which is never a smart 3 am activity) to figure out how this happened again. For three weekends in a row, I’ve had a cold. There were a few healthy days in between when I thought it was over. But how in the world is it happening again? I wonder. And for some reason, my 3 am brain figures it out. I call to mind a few days ago when I thought twice about the snotty-nosed street boy who shared his cookies with my daughter.

An Almal Morning

September 16, 2020 Taylor MayLeave a comment

5 a.m. was too early to be walking to the store. Though I enjoyed the view, the quiet, the cool air before the monsoon humidity got out of bed for the day, I wanted to be home, with my coffee and a quiet house before Charlie woke up.

Fall, Some Self Talk, and The Mystery of Hope

August 31, 2020August 31, 2020 Taylor May1 Comment

I’m thankful that seasons change. That summer shifts to fall. I’m thankful that nothing can stop the autumn from coming — the vibrant green leaves from falling from their branches, turning to crisp hues of golden wonder. I’m thankful that nothing can stop the breeze from breaking the summer heat. I’m thankful that this season, however long it lasts, will end.

Just a Lump of Dirt Trying to Write a Book

July 28, 2020July 28, 2020 Taylor MayLeave a comment

500 book proposals a year. Shares, likes, and engagements. Manuscripts and followings. Writers’ conferences and newsletters. I feel in over my head. Much more than I already did before sitting down to work tonight.

While Dad’s Away

February 11, 2020March 19, 2020 Taylor May1 Comment

This is the nature of his work, what he’s been given to do. His work isn’t here, it’s there in between the peaks I can see from the rooftops of this crowded valley. This was the second time he’s been away, it was longer than the first. This time though, he had more company. Maybe it was that fact and also the fact that I’d survived once before that made this time easier.

Welcoming The Storm: Our Home Birth Story

May 13, 2019January 27, 2020 Taylor May1 Comment

I almost did it, gave into the madness. Throughout the day it wiggles its way into my thoughts and what a victory it is to say I’ve told it, each and every time, no, just no. You can’t steal my joy. Because today, today the sun is shining. Birds are chirping their song through the trees’ whistling leaves. My girl is doing silly somersaults in my belly. I’ve no time for anything other that sitting and dwelling in each beautiful truth present here and now.

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